This is a poem by the heroine Qiu Jin, which was improvised by Wang Yong, and the meaning of the poem has also changed greatly.

Originally, this was a generous and severed poem that sacrificed his life for the country, but now it has become an unwilling question for loyal ministers who have nowhere to complain when they are framed.

The sound on the wall of Longquan every night is just right to point out the hatred in Wang Yong's heart.

Yao Xingyuan listened and sighed heavily.

He didn't bother to ask Wang Yong about the secret hidden in his heart, but he knew from the poems how much suffering and monstrous hatred Wang Yong endured.

Perhaps, this is the source of Wang Yong's perverted endurance, right? When a person is strong in spirit, few things can defeat him. Not even if you die.

Such a person can be called a soldier, a real dead man.

Looking at the word "kill" on the cliff, Yao Xingyuan admired it, and suddenly thought of a very important question.

The strokes of this killing character are not made in one go, but are carved separately. In other words, Wang Yong burst out more than six times when he engraved the word!

What does this mean? It means that Wang Yong is like a sea, as soon as the gate is opened, the sea water pours in unscrupulously, surging. The total amount of dark energy in the body far exceeds that of ordinary people.

Yao Xingyuan clearly remembered that when he comprehended the dark energy, he only sent four times, and his whole body was weak and a little unbearable.

Dark energy hurts the body, if you can't effectively temper your internal organs in the later stage, but you frequently exert your dark energy. Then this person will definitely die early and not live long.

Therefore, many masters will use their dark energy on the blade, and they will burst out when they are sure to kill their opponents. Wang Yong ignored this principle at all, and still played an excessive amount of dark energy even though he was exhausted after a whole night of chiseling.

"This guy is a humanoid elephant. Yao Xingyuan sighed in his heart.

At this time, I only heard Wang Yong ask: "Master Yao, I just blessed my soul and comprehended the method of dark energy, but it was still a little unsatisfactory when it was running. It took eight times to engrave a six-painting killing character, is there something wrong with it?"

"I'm X!" After listening to Wang Yong's words, Yao Xingyuan didn't answer, but couldn't help but curse a swear word.

Eight dark energies! That's twice as much as I did back then!

This kid is not a human, he must not be a human!" Yao Xingyuan shook his head with some jealousy.

"Hmm, Master Yao, what do you mean by shaking your head? Am I not doing it right? Why don't I send it to you again. Wang Yong picked up the hammer and was about to make another dark blow.

Yao Xingyuan's face changed instantly.

Oh my God, eight hits is not enough, and it can be sent again! What kind of monster is this!

"Don't! Since you have the strength to do it again, come down and fight with me. Yao Xingyuan couldn't believe it, so he wanted to experience the quality of Wang Yong's dark energy.

If there is quantity but no quality, it is also in vain. A hundred tickling strokes are not as strong as a one-hit killing.

Yao Xingyuan suspected that Wang Yong's dark strength was not of high quality, otherwise how could he be so rebellious?

"It's okay!" Wang Yong heard this, untied the rope, and slipped to the ground.

Before he landed, he smiled slightly, reminded Yao Xingyuan to pay attention, and slapped him with an ordinary palm.

This is soft and weak, as if it is a flower fist embroidered leg that an old man on the side of the road can play. But after touching Yao Xingyuan's arm, a needle-like energy suddenly burst out and pierced into Yao Xingyuan's pores.

Yao Xingyuan still had a slight smile on his face one second ago, and he was stunned the next second, and there was no smile anymore.

"How is that possible!" Yao Xingyuan shouted as if he had seen a ghost.

Crackling, the crisp sound of shaking the palm of the hand, as if it had been burned.

Just now, he had obviously used his dark energy to resist, but Wang Yong's dark energy still penetrated his defense and reached the deep layers of his muscles. His entire palm became sore, and he lost consciousness.

Is this still the dark energy played by a newcomer? This is clearly the dark energy played by a dark energy veteran!

"What's the matter, Master Yao?" Wang Yong couldn't help but ask when he saw that Yao Xingyuan's expression was wrong.

Yao Xingyuan didn't answer, but stretched out his hand and said, "Can you still send it?"

Wang Yong scratched his head: "I'm a little tired, but I should be able to fight a few more times." ”

As he spoke, he waved his palm out again, hitting Yao Xingyuan directly.

Yao Xingyuan didn't dare to take it lightly this time, and used his real strength.

Burst!

If he was defeated, he made a dull sound, but this time it was Wang Yong who shook his hand.

Yao Xingyuan, who did his best, was superior after all, and in the case of Wang Yong's attack, he shook Wang Yong's dark energy back just by relying on defensive counterattacks.

However, the look of shock in Yao Xingyuan's eyes was even more obvious.

Because he understands that this is not Wang Yong's peak strength, from Wang Yong's comprehension of the dark power to now, he has already hit a full ten hits. Even if it is him after ten dark strokes, the quality will decrease.

You must know that Wang Yong is just a novice! It takes less than half an hour to comprehend the dark energy! If you let some old masters know, you have to be angry to death!

"No fight, no fight. It's still Master Yao, you're amazing, I'm like being hollowed out now, and I can't lift up any strength. Wang Yong waved his hand a little tiredly and said.

Yao Xingyuan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Wang Yong didn't say anything more and continued to fight. Otherwise, he really had to dissect Wang Yong to see how his body was made.

However, when I thought of Wang Yong, he was still much better than himself back then, and the quality of dark energy was also several times better. Yao Xingyuan was a little depressed.

Although Yao Xingyuan is now more powerful than Wang Yong, what about five years from now? I'm afraid Yao Xingyuan will not be Wang Yong's opponent for a long time.

Being overtaken by a junior so easily, can Yao Xingyuan not be depressed?

However, depressed to depressed, Yao Xingyuan did not have the slightest hint of hatred for Wang Yong.

"Wang Yong, do you know that you have created a miracle?" Yao Xingyuan said.

Wang Yong was stunned for a moment and asked, "What miracle? Isn't it just a dark energy?"

"Isn't it just a dark energy...... If your words are heard by those who have been delayed on the threshold of dark energy for more than ten years or even decades, they will have to tear you apart. Not only do you enter the realm of dark energy overnight, but you can also shoot ten rounds of dark energy at once. This is twice as much as an ordinary dark energy master! In other words, you have an innate advantage, but in the same realm, you have more dark energy than your opponent. This kind of excess is the key to determining victory or defeat, life and death. After a while, you can't have an opponent in the dark energy one, and the dark energy double is estimated to be afraid of you. It's really envious of others. ”

After Yao Xingyuan's call, Wang Yong finally knew what he was extraordinary.

No wonder he didn't step into the dark energy after delaying for so long at the peak of Ming Jin, it turned out that he was accumulating thick and thin! Just like a swordsman, he also draws a sword, others can only pull it out once a second, but he can pull it out three or five times, so he has three or five more opportunities to attack.

This is the secret magic weapon to defeat the enemy.

Wang Yong thought and couldn't help but get excited.

"It's best not to disclose this matter to others easily, once others know about your roots, you may be targeted. Surprise is the best way to win, keep the hole cards to have a bigger surprise. Yao Xingyuan persuaded.

Wang Yong nodded approvingly.

As an agent, of course, I know the importance of hole cards. The skill of saving life at the bottom of the box cannot be easily revealed.

"Let's go, go get something to eat, you're still too weak. In the past two days, I have used ointment to help you recuperate, and if you consolidate the lower realm, you can be called a real master of dark energy!"

Yao Xingyuan pulled Wang Yong to the restaurant, and in the morning he specially instructed the kitchen to make a big supplement of ginseng porridge, which was just right for Wang Yong.

On the way, Yao Xingyuan and Wang Yong roughly explained the difference between the three realms of dark energy.

The dark energy is through the body, and the fist will penetrate into the opponent's body when it touches it, hurting people's internal organs. When you practice to a high depth, you can not only use your fists, but also feel free to exert strength in all parts of your body, either defensively or offensively, which is different.

The double of dark strength is to use strength to fight cattle across the mountains. A small leaf, with the right amount of force, can be turned into a murderous weapon. Similar to the legendary flying flowers and picking leaves, they can hurt people. It belongs to the adhesion of dark energy to objects.

The dark energy triple is one level higher, and the energy emitted can directly hit people through the air, volleying an inch. One inch is 3.33 centimeters, don't look at the distance, but in the actual battle, it can be fatal. Before the other person's fist hit, he suddenly burst out of darkness and had to finish the game on the spot.

And the dark energy is to turn into energy, and there is energy everywhere in the body, and all parts of the body can hit people. That kind of realm even Yao Xingyuan couldn't explain clearly, because he hadn't seen it before.

After listening to Yao Xingyuan's explanation, Wang Yong couldn't help but sigh "The mountains look up", it is really true that the more you know, the more pious you are. There's always an unclimbable mountain ahead of you.

During the meal, the two stopped talking. After eating, Wang Yong slept in the martial arts hall.

He didn't sleep all night, and he was really tired enough.

And this day is also the day when the teachers of No. 1 Middle School read the Chinese papers.

Cross-marking, the name and student number columns are sealed, no one can see it, and no one wants to cheat.

Under the leadership of Mr. Wu, a senior teacher in the third year of high school, the third year of high school group is reviewing the test papers of the first year of high school.

"Huh, this essay is a little interesting, Mr. Wu, come and take a look. I think this essay can be rated as a perfect score. A grading teacher suddenly shouted.

Mr. Wu is the author of this test paper, and he deliberately made it more difficult, and the essay questions are not easy to understand. He didn't think he could get a perfect score for an essay.

He snorted, a little disdainful, and walked over to the teacher.

When he picked up the scroll and read it again, his expression changed slightly, and after reading it for the second time, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Good poetry, good poetry!"

"yes, it's hard to imagine that a student would be able to write it. I searched it just now, it's not plagiarism, it's original. Can this be a perfect score?"

Teacher Wu hesitated slightly, and then nodded: "Yes! Since it is indeed a good article, it must be treated fairly." Full marks!"

The grading teacher nodded, brushed and wrote down a big 60 points.

Then as soon as the score of the whole volume was counted, he was stunned again.

Because the whole volume turned out to be a full score!

Even if you have a full score in the essay, a full score in the whole volume will be scary. You must know that in the past few decades in the college entrance examination, people with perfect scores in Chinese can count them on five fingers! Although this is only a school mock test question, it is not normal.

This...... The hand of the grading teacher trembled, and he could only look at Teacher Wu for help.